Kukl Copy Thy Neighbour
Einar : I need the flowers.... I need.... Bjork : I notice this sound Let it come from my radio Something comes to me Moving me....and how he strokes His hand reaches, tie us Or with the eyes When you think....he imitates I'm watching through the carden of my eyes I'm single having my opinions Even f..ck with them.....so I invited: "Coman, you can just swim up to me I'll show you the flowers" But he follows....he imitates Einar : I need the flowers Bjork : All the flowers.... And all for....all for Einar : I need the flowers Bjork : Step the constant following I get rid of.... He's elipsing on my energy "Go off me! You can just swim by yourself You can find your own flowers" Einar : I need the flowers Bjork : He imitates And all for.... He ask all.... For these f..cking gloves to follow The flowers.... You can see it It's so obvious You must be someone else You must be someone other than I am You must have other needs....other opinions Einar : I need the flowers Bjork : He follows, he imitates And all for, all for Einar : I need flowers Bjork : It's the flowers
